Herman Teutoburg docks on Vogtland. He gives a quick look at his ship after a brief encounter with a RM patrol "hummmm, could be worse."
He enters the bar and sits on farest table available. He sees who is there, some wanderes, some smuglers, and on the center of the bar, the RHA pilots. They dont pay atention to anyone around, why bother, the hessian brotherwood is know for their loyalty towards each other.
Teutoburg takes a beer and walk towards the RHA pilots.
-Guten tag meinen herrs.
-Guten tag. - answers one of them not even looking at him.
-I said, guten tag meinen herrs. - Herman says with some guts in his voice knowing that maybe that would be his dead right at that moment.
Hessian looks at him - do i know you, boy?
-My name is Herman Teutoburg and here is my application.
-Boy, this isnt the place or the time for that. If i was you i would take that papers and get on my Odin and leave now, because you bothering me.
-Mein herr, this is my appliaction so i would appreciate that you take it.
The Hessian leader stands and the others follow his move.
-Dont worry,boys. - says Hessian leader - Who the hell you think you are to give me orders, boy?
-Herman Teutoburg, mein herr. A pilot at your disposal, sir.
-Heheheh. Right, Right, and what makes you think you got what it takes to be one of us?
-Courage, mein herr. Loyalty and love for our phaterland.
-Heheheh. I see. Sit down boy and let me see those papiers. - Saying that the leader orders another beer round for the table.
Herman Teutoburg takes his beer and wait for the response.
